It is said that the strength of each Deadly Sins Priest is different, and all of the Deadly Sins Priests have the technique of temporal soul transfer, and according to common sense, they will never die. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but there are exceptions, just like the person in front of him. The Torture Department, the chief torture officer - Balto and Alexander, is well-versed in human anatomy and mental destruction, because he has been dealing with corpses for a long time and has a common understanding of the soul.

There is no second person in this country who is more adept at torture than him. What they do in this line of work is hundreds of times darker than the robbers who kill people and set fires, and they are the darkest group of people standing in the country, that is, the existence of this group of people, which has reduced the crime rate a lot. It is their daily job to ask what they want before the cruel destruction of the human body, and it is their daily pleasure to torture the spirit of the prisoner.

This is not the first time that those criminals who have committed the most heinous crimes will be tortured in the end, and then fall into his hands. He had seen countless murderous people come to him. No matter how unruly the wicked man is in his hands, it is undoubtedly not that everything he wants to know, or the treasure he has hidden all his life, will be completely explained, and the only requirement is to end their lives happily. In the real face of death, it is the liberation of those wicked, of course, before they are completely corrupted by Balto.

[How are we going to proceed today, this pleasant ~~ torture!!] The nose inhales the damp and dark air, and the musty smell in the air shows that the environment in this place is so harsh that people can't survive. A thin and staggered man in a white gown, his face was pale and weak, and the two eyeballs that protruded were as terrifying as living zombies.

At this moment, he was holding an unknown torture instrument, step by step, step by step towards his prey today. Priest of the Deadly Sin - Sloth!

[Let's play with my newly developed baby~ Just a little bit~ The ghost mushroom in the dark forest, although it is a magic alchemy material. But one of its special effects is to make people's souls more sensitive~How about it?Such an expensive treasure can be specially prepared for you!簌簌~] Looking at the laziness of sudden loss, Balto slowly put the potion aside. The iron stick was pulled from his waist, then he gestured a little over his hand, and finally stopped on his middle finger and tapped it.

[Maybe we need to know more deeply.] With an excited expression, Barto ripped his nails and inserted the entire iron stick, sending heart-rending screams from the torture room......

Balto looked at the hideous laziness on his face with an innocent expression, rubbing his fingers on his lips more and more quickly, and the sight of being abused made him feel excited.

"Kill you, kill you, kill you!" Lazy limbs were cuffed to a special stone bed and struggled, his left hand was dripping blood, and half of his body had been dyed red, and the smell of blood in the torture room became strong and intense, and Balto's eyes were red like a shark that saw blood.

[It's really useless. Balto looked at the wet laziness with some disgust and took out a knife......

[Gluttony Domain-] After the whispering, as if chanting a spell, coupled with the sudden increase in the number of people, a total of 24 personnel present are now shrouded in a layer of purple mist.

[What's wrong?], I obviously feel that this layer of purple mist is a little bad, but now I can't act casually, because I don't know what is in this fog.

The fog was not so dense that everyone could even see each other clearly. Except for the Iron Fang and Viruhelum, even the later ones are elite-level, and they are all the ones who can pick a dozen at a time. It's just that the gluttony in the middle of the fog disappeared as early as the moment the fog appeared. No one dared to act rashly, so they formed a circle to cover each other, no matter which direction the guy attacked from, others could quickly come over and continue to counter-encircle.

No one is afraid, because after stepping into the wall, there is no right to be afraid, only to kill all the people inside, or to be killed.

Viruhelum saw some silhouettes looming in the fog...... Some resemble the shape of a knife, others resemble a hand......

Everyone stood still and didn't move for a long time, and everyone certainly didn't think that the guy had run away after dropping a cloud of fog, and the eleven people present were still waiting patiently.

[I always feel that I have seen it somewhere, should His Excellency Ricardo remember the power of laziness?]

Ricardo remembered the invisible hand of the day, and if it wasn't for Lord Emilia's side who won the battle quickly and then supported the other people who were fighting, the last battle would probably be in danger for everyone. And that crisis was just a major sin priest, and there were many more people there then than there are today.

[I can vaguely see something that is constantly changing, presumably that is him, as long as I can cut him, I will definitely be able to defeat him.] Of course, Veruhirum didn't think that the silhouette of the void he saw at this time would be dazzling, although he didn't feel the murderous aura, but he felt more and more that there was a problem like this.

[I'm ashamed to say that even I can't see what you said.] The sense of sight and smell, which Ricardo has always prided himself at, has no effect here, cannot be seen, cannot be smelled. I can only wait for that guy to show up, and then add me Viruhayrum and the remaining 7 people to give him a fatal blow... Wait a minute...... Ricardo's inexplicable fear filled his body, and even without sweat glands, he felt that his body and heart were numb with fear. We're not...... Are there two dozen people?

The stunned expression was naturally noticed by Viruhelum who was talking, and at this time, he finally felt the murderous aura that he had not felt for a long time, not at himself, but at Ricardo, who had iron fangs beside him.

[Just in time!] turned around and drew his sword to slash, and a sword shadow cut something, making the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

The old sword ghost frowned. [It's too shallow. The feeling of chopping is very strange, like existence, and like nothing.

Viruhelum stood alone in the purple mist and closed his eyes, feeling like he had forgotten something.

Even Veruhirum knew that there were at least two dozen people around him, but now he was the only one who persevered to the end, but it was a pity that he didn't save the person he was talking to just now. In the end, under his own slash, he was still taken away. But neither grief nor sighing has anything to do with the sword ghost, and what he has to do now is to defeat the Priest of Great Sin, Gluttony

There were no human corpses on the ground, and there was no smell of blood, as if there was nothing, only the vague outlines that had been felt were now gradually becoming clearer.

[I see you!] (To be continued.) )